I was recently asked to help lead a new Mom's group at my church. In an effort to encourage other moms to join our group, we, as team leaders, decided to give "testimonials" about our lives as mom's. We were to share our testimonial at a "ladies luncheon" to which all the women of the church had been invited. I was scared. My face flushes with embarrassment just thinking about speaking in public. But I resolved to do it. And I knew immediately what story I should share. But again, I was afraid. The story I knew I should share was a difficult story for me to tell, and I wasn't sure I could share it without becoming too emotional. I didn't want to cry in front of a bunch of strangers! (Although that would've been a great testimony for my need of a mom's support group!)
So I debated for a couple of days. What story should I share? The fear got to me, and I decided to share a comical story about my son...one that wouldn't make me cry. I stood up in front of the group of women at that Saturday luncheon and shared my funny little story. But it wasn't my REAL story. It wasn't the story I was supposed to share. And I felt I had let myself down. Overcoming fear, I've discovered, seems to be one of my greatest challenges.
So in a small effort to overcome my fear, I decided to create this blog and share my REAL story--my story about raising a child with Cystic Fibrosis (CF). I'm a much better writer than speaker anyway, and maybe this blog will allow me to gain the confidence to share my story verbally some day. In any case, I hope to connect with others whose lives have been touched by CF. I've discovered that hope can often be found in simply knowing you're not alone.